#Chapter372
Scarlette Thompson
/"Grandmother.. I'm ho-/" I stopped when I saw Matthew and my grandmother sitting in my really small apartment eating together without my grandmother killing him. I dropped my groceries to the ground and looked at the weird scene in shock.
/"Hey Clumlette./" Matthew smiled at me and I raised my eyebrows.
/"Come here and eat! We ate first because we're hungry./" My grandmother gestured to me to join fast.
/"Here I am.. thinking that you hate him./"
/"He kept seeing me for a month trying to persuade me that he's good for you./" My jaw fell and Matthew walked to me. He took my hand and pulled me to the dining room.
/"Matthew, you know that my house is so-/"
/"It's just a house and besides it's cozy./" He cut me as he pulled the chair for me. I sat down beside him and my grandmother smiled.
/"Well.. can you explain?/" I asked Matthew and gestured to him and my grandmother.
/"I've been-/"
